Sunday, August 12, 2007

Your goose is cooked

I was supposed to help with a service project at the Hope Center yesterday, but I was kept away due to some bizarre circumstances. I woke up, got ready, and headed out the door only to find that my windshield had been smashed into a spiderweb. Upon closer inspection I noticed what looked like small feathers and animal feces surrounding the point of impact. So, my first thought was, "Did someone throw a dead bird into my windshield?" The second was, "I must have really ticked someone off to get the dead-bird treatment. This is just like the Godfather movies..." As I was pondering this, a construction worker from across the street approached me and said, "Ya know what happen'? This goose come flyin' outta da air and crash inta yer windshield. I saw it." He pointed in the direction where he last saw the goose, and sure enough, there were two geese about thirty feet from my car - one of them looking disheveled and somewhat insane. Bewildered, I just stood there until the worker added, "You can shoot it if you want to. I'll understand."

I'm pretty sure there wasn't a statistic for flying-goose-caused broken windshields until the one belly-flopped on my car yesterday. Even though this is going to be an expensive repair, it's pretty stinking funny. Check out some photos I took of the aftermath:








Notice the feather.


The culprit(s).

Sunday, August 05, 2007

Why little kids rule

As I was leaving Target today, my attention focused on a conversation happening behind me. A mother was having a heart-to-heart with her daughter about the leap from elementary school to middle school, centered around the increase in responsibility. Passing through the automatic doors, I tired to imagine what the pair looked like without sneaking a peek, when my thoughts were interrupted by a young, excited masculine voice.

"It's already dark outside!" said a boy, with as much excitement as if he'd seen a cow jump over the moon.

Inherently funny, the child's exclamation brought an immediate response of laughter. I turned around to see the mother and daughter carrying on as expected, but behind them trailed a little boy with curly blond hair, resisting his mother with one hand while pointing to his wonderful discovery with the other. It struck me that the boy's joy in finding darkness when he expected light was probably just as meaningful as the very serious discussion happening between mother and daughter, yet it went entirely unnoticed.

We encounter a mountain of serious things everyday, but we hardly make an effort to find something amazing in those moments. Unfortunately, the serious stuff will keep on coming. However, there is an universe-worth of overlooked simplicities that are longing to be rediscovered. So, if we choose to see the world like a child (mind you this doesn't mean acting like a child, throwing tantrums and whatnot), every day can be filled with adventure.

Friday, August 03, 2007

New blog in the works

Hey all,

I have a new blog in the works called New Creations that will center around "the Ministry of Reconciliation," which is somewhat of a play on words springing from 2 Corinthians 5:16-21. Keep an eye out for new posts!

Peace.